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Eventually we’d have to actually talk about the rest of it, but I wasn’t going to rush us. My adorable overthinker wasn’t quite ready to explain that he wanted a Master not a Dom.
That put this into a show versus tell situation, but luckily for him, his Master was adaptable.
Chapter 22
Ferris
He.
That.
I.
“What’s the best way for a sub to learn his lesson?” Master’s hand felt like it was the only thing keeping me in place instead of floating away. Even swallowing had it feeling tighter and somehow made me feel heavy and floaty at the same time. “I’m waiting.”
He didn’t like waiting.
Ignoring how good his hand felt, I worked to get my brain to give me a response. “A...a spanking.”
Everyone knew that, so I didn’t have to think too hard to figure it out.
His eyebrow went up.
Shoot.
“A spanking, Master.” He wanted the word. It was an important one. “I’m sorry, Master.”
It was a really good word too, so I could see why he wanted to hear it.
Nodding slowly, he stroked his free hand over my chest and trailed his fingers down between my legs and over my cage. I hadn’t noticed it before but he didn’t seem to have had that problem. Master almost smiled as he circled the head of my cock and flicked the cage so it bounced up and then fell back down. “That’s much better, but going forward, I’m going to expect better manners from you.”
He.
That.
I.
“To start with, using Master when you’re responding to a question or order. Refusing to answer me without using your safewords is also not going to be tolerated.” His expression did something that made the floaty feeling come back even stronger. “Not that it ever was, but being a brat will have more immediate consequences going forward.”
Really?
What?
Oh.
Spankings?
“I...I don’t know what to say.” He seemed to want a response but that was the only thing I could get out.
“Then just accept the change in how I’m going to handle this going forward by saying ‘Yes, Master.’”
I.
He.
“Yes, Master.”
That was...
